[Her initial response is to briefly lift a lofty eyebrow and wrap the blanket around herself, as if to suggest that he doesn't have to be invited to this cuddly warmth. But with the blanket bunched at her shoulders, she moves in to observe the same view with some genuine consideration.]
Not even overnight. [She won't apologize for this outright if she can get away with it; from her perspective, this is a perfectly reasonable and unforeseeable minor disaster.] Less for the wind.
[Rhea turns away from the emanating chill, glancing pointedly back over her shoulder.] So whether you're staying or going, you better bundle up, hotness.
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Not even overnight. [She won't apologize for this outright if she can get away with it; from her perspective, this is a perfectly reasonable and unforeseeable minor disaster.] Less for the wind.
[Rhea turns away from the emanating chill, glancing pointedly back over her shoulder.] So whether you're staying or going, you better bundle up, hotness.